Chapter: 622

Ning Qi thought for a while, then smiled and cupped his hands, refusing.

After a pause, he continued: "My goal is to become an outer disciple of Yunqi Sect, so I can't accept senior's kindness."

"Brother Ning, what are you brainless? Not to mention how difficult it is to become an outer sect disciple, even if you become one, how can it compare to the status of enshrining an alchemist?"

Duan Yingjun said anxiously.

"How about this, little friend, if you fail in the selection meeting, my Pill King Pavilion is still open to you, and you can just come and find me when the time comes."

Feng Likeng thought for a while and smiled.

"So, thank you, Senior Feng, for your kindness."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

After Feng Likeng asked about Ning Qi's background and mentorship, he got up and left.

As soon as he left, Duan Yingjun sighed and said: "Brother Ning, you should agree on the spot, at least there is a Dou Zun in Danwang Pavilion who can teach you personally, I would rather be a chicken head than go to Yun Qizong to be a phoenix tail. If so Senior Feng invited me, and now I have to crawl to the Pill King Pavilion, but unfortunately, I don't know how to make alchemy..."

"Brother Duan, you are wrong to think this way. If you enter the Yunqi Sect, you will have the opportunity to become an inner disciple, then a true disciple, and then an elder. In the future, you may be able to become a suzerain. The future is better than that of the alchemy king." The pavilion is countless times bigger, so you can't do such a simple calculation?"

Ning Qi laughed.

"But……"

Duan Yingjun knew that what Ning Qi said was false, but he couldn't find anything to refute, so he regretted the opportunity to go to the Danwang Pavilion for Ning Qi, and assured Ning Qi: "Brother Ning, don't worry, this selection meeting, No matter what, I want to save your life, if I also fail, you can still take care of me when you go to Danwang Pavilion, I really don't want to go back to Shenlonghou's mansion in despair."

"Brother Duan, if you believe me, the next time you return to Shenlonghou's Mansion, you will never be disheartened."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Although Duan Yingjun felt that it was a bit strange for him to say this as a peak fighting spirit, he believed it faintly in his heart.

………

After three days.

Ning Qi walked out of the Immortal Pavilion together with Duan Yingjun, but by coincidence, he bumped into the two brothers who robbed Duan Yingjun's courtyard of the Heavenly Sword Marquis Mansion.

"Cough cough."

Duan Shuai coughed loudly.

The two followed the voice and looked over, their eyes slightly startled.

Duan Yingjun was pleasantly surprised: "Ah, so it's the two of you. I don't know how comfortable it is to live in that courtyard. Alas, I live in this Immortal Pavilion. The beds are always a bit hard, and my back hurts when I sleep, but it's still worth it after all." Three hundred low-grade spirit crystals a night, if I had a choice, I would rather have a small yard with ten low-grade spirit crystals a night."

The two were dumbfounded.

"They actually live in the Immortal Pavilion?"

Thinking of how he mocked Duan Yingjun and Ning Qi for going to sleep in the corner, he couldn't help feeling a little hot.

"Hmph! No matter where you live, if you want to become an outer sect disciple of Yunqi Sect, we still have to meet the real chapter at the selection meeting. I hope that by then, you can still be as leisurely as you are now."

The slightly older young man sneered and pulled his younger brother away directly.

"The dead duck has a hard mouth."